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Wednesday, October 4, 2017

WHY DO DANGER AND ROMANCE MAKE SUCH SEXY BEDFELLOWS?

Congratulations to "Deborah H." the winner in Becky's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

Face it, where danger lurks, romance certainly follows. At least
between the covers of most romance novels. But why?

Let’s break it down; take out the romance and what’ve you got?
Suspense.

Any book with a suspenseful plot engages the reader. You become emotionally
invested in the outcome. Your heart pounds as the hero/heroine approaches the
door behind which you know the villain waits. You cheer when the villain falls.
Happiness abounds.

It’s not unlike the emotional phases of falling in love.

Per an article in Psychology Today from February 2013, the physical
reaction to falling in love includes the release of neurotransmitters narrowing
your focus and dopamine to make you happy you did.

Sound familiar?

Add an element of romance and not only are you reading about two
people falling in love but thanks to the suspense you’re FEELING it too.

Or maybe they’re just a lot of fun to read.

WHY DO YOU THINK ROMANTIC SUSPENSE WORKS SO WELL?

Giveaway:

Comment with your opinion below and JustRomanticSuspense.com will
select someone at random to win a $5 Amazon gift card.

Old
secrets, new threats...What are they willing to sacrifice?

Philadelphia police officer Kylee Parker is dedicated to
protecting and serving. She sees the work in absolutes: right and wrong, black
and white, good guys and bad guys. That is, until she chases a drug dealer into
a dead-end alley and finds the bad boy she had a painful crush on throughout
her teen years has turned into a more dangerous and more attractive man.

Jayson Donovan knows he doesn’t deserve someone as good as
Kylee Parker. As the right hand man to a local drug-pushing mobster, he’s
solidly on the wrong side of Kylee’s moral compass. But he can’t help reaching
for her time and again when he knows he shouldn’t.

Even when his secrets threaten them both.

Excerpt:

Spring in the city brought people out of winter hibernation
like a siren song, but as the temperature rose, so in turn, did the crime rate.
Cops had to be sharp as they walked the streets of Philadelphia. In her ten
years on the force, on these streets, she’d seen a lot of crazy and often
stupid criminals do a lot of crazy and often stupid things. But to be so
brazen, or so plain dumb, as to do a hand-to-hand drug buy right in front of
two uniformed officers rode high on her list of top ten.

Pete Sherman’s not a bad cop, just not an observant one
whose paunch portrayed his love of all things fried and his reupholstered
recliner. He hadn’t seen a thing in the last six months. But he took direction
well, despite the fact he had seniority.

“There, across the street.” She pointed. “The junkie walking
east just scored off the guy in the leather bomber heading west. I swear the
dealer looked right at us before the exchange. Call it in, Pete, and grab the
junkie. I’m going after the dealer.”

Sherman didn’t argue. She took off into a quick lope, kept
her footsteps light so as to not alert the man she pursued. The spring day had
drawn people out and the complaints of the pedestrians she weaved through grew
loud. The guy glanced over his shoulder, and the edge of his mouth tipped into
a grin before he sprinted around the corner.

“Cocky jerk.” She turned the corner, and shouted, “Stop!
Police.”

She ran clean and fast, closing the distance between them
with little effort. The dealer ducked into an alley she knew to be a dead end.
She slowed and put one hand on the butt of her service pistol as she
approached. He had his back to her, his hands on his hips as he stared at the
brick wall in front of him.

“Philly PD, you’re under arrest. Slowly put your hands above
your head and against the wall to your left.” She closed the few feet between
them, using her free hand to release the handcuffs from her belt, the other
remaining on her weapon. She cuffed him, with practiced efficiency, and then
read him his rights before leading him out of the alley, preferring to do the
pat down with her partner present.

“Kylee Parker, I’ll admit I daydreamed a time or two about
you cuffing me, but it was never in this context.”

Becky has been writing stories
since kindergarten. But it wasn’t until she found her very own knight in
slightly tarnished armor that she took the leap in to publishing. And hasn’t
looked back once. In addition to being a wife, mother and grandmother, she
works as a legal professional when she’s not writing, reading or dancing. And
Becky’s proud to tell people she’s making her own dreams come true one happily
ever after at a time.

Giveaway ends 11:59pm EST October 5th. Please supply your email in the post. You may use spaces or full text for security. (ex. jsmith at gmail dot com) If you do not wish to supply your email, or have trouble posting, please email maureen@justromanticsuspense.com with a subject title of JRS GIVEAWAY to be entered in the current giveaway.

I think you learn so much more about another person during difficult times. If a couple who is falling in love can overcome something "suspenseful" together, they become much closer and know that they can overcome anything.

Suspense has always been a favorite since I read Nancy Drew in grade school. I didn't find romances until many, many years later. Suspense itself is a strong, enjoyable genre. Add in romance and it expands and enriches the story. It helps show protective nature of the individuals to come out and shows so much more about personalities of the characters.

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A recipe that includes a dash of desperation, a smidgen of danger, a dollop of adventure and a healthy portion of passion. Sprinkle a happy ending on top and you have the perfect meal. - JUST ROMANTIC SUSPENSE